'What do you mean: good scares ?' he asked.

'Rough stuff,' they told him, on the quiet.
'What do you mean, rough stuff ?' he asked them.

They whispered something--nobody knows what it was--but they say Jimmy fell on them both like a ton of bricks on two bad eggs.

'Try a little rough stuff, yourself,' he said, 'and maybe you'll stay home where you belong.'" Mary's eyes shone.

It may be that blood called to blood, for if you remember one of those Josiah Spencers on the walls had married a Mary McMillan.
"It's things like that," she said, "that sometimes make me wish I was a man," and straightway went and interviewed Mrs.James Kelly, and gave her a message of thanks to be conveyed to her double-fisted husband.
The next week Mary didn't have to ask Archey what the men were doing, because one of the Sunday papers had made a special story of the subject.
Some of the men were getting work elsewhere, she read.
Others were on holidays, or visiting friends out of town.
Some were grumpy, some were merry, one had been caught red-handed--or at least blue-aproned--cooking his own dinner.